Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bahamas and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fluxion,
Wasted Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Invisible,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Görl,
Robert Hood,
The Offenders,
Youth Brigade,
Pere Ubu,
Godley & Creme,
Joe Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Main Source,
Stetsasonic,
D'Angelo,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
Newcleus,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
the Association,
Negative Approach,
Thee Headcoats,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City,
Idris Muhammad,
the Bar-Kays,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Derrick May,
Duran Duran,
The Dead C,
Black Flag,
Eli Mardock,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonic Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Toasters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blake Baxter,
The Sound,
Animal Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rakim,
Flipper,
The Divine Comedy,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Scott Walker,
AZ,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.